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Posted by editor Mon Oct 22, 2007 10:23:33 PDT
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0 responses 0 comments Several months ago somebody in Tijuana heard strange noises in a dumpster and I ended up paying the price.

Let me start at the beginning. My granddaughter and her husband run a business in San Diego. One of their employees, who has family in Tijuana, came to work one day with a miniature Chihuahua girl weighing something less than 2 pounds. She said the dog had been found in a garbage container. Knowing that our granddaughter has a tiny Yorkie that lives better than most people, the employee thought Nikki might adopt the Chihuahua pup as a companion to Lily. Instead, Nikki brought the Tijuana foundling to Tehachapi where she placed it in my wife's lap. That was dirty pool and I don't mind saying so. One look into that tiny face and my wife went stone deaf when I listed all the reasons why we don't need another pooch, especially an assertive little creature who learned to fight for survival from day one.

We quickly discovered that with the speed of light, Baby Jane could turn off the charm and become a fiend, like some human females I knew when I was younger and more foolish. She would curl up on my wife's neck, exuding affection. The next moment she would be chewing one of my shoes. Strangely, in my wife's eyes, this psychotic behavior only endeared her even more. Her needle sharp little teeth worked like a shredder. I soon began wondering if I could sell her to the Cleveland Wrecking Company. 

When Nikki left Janie on our doorstep, it was my understanding we were to find a good home for the little dog. I mean somebody else's home. I was astounded that my usually-truthful wife now denied later that any such arrangement was ever mentioned. This is maddening to me because nearly everybody who has met Janie wants to adopt her. That would be best for everybody inasmuch as old people aren't the most ideal parents. I'm sure you agree. If not, keep it to yourself. I don't need your sassy mouth on top of everything else.

The biggest snag of all, as I saw it, was that Baby Jane is an illegal alien. She doesn't even have a green card. Surely that would make a  criminal of anybody harboring her since she has no legal right to be in this country. If you're from immigration I'm only kidding.

A couple of weeks after Baby Jane arrived to disrupt our household my wife showed the first signs of disenchantment when she discovered that Janie had chewed a hole through our carpet. I figured that was a good time to surreptitiously contact the women at the Tehachapi News office who had gone bonkers when I brought Janie in to meet them earlier. Sure enough, within seconds after I had announced the little dog's availability I heard from Jo. While my wife was still gaping at what Baby Jane had done to her carpet, I spirited the delightful demon out of the house and over to the News office.

A few days later I heard from Jo that Janie was doing just fine in her new digs. Apparently she had quit being destructive because somebody told me Jo's house still looked fine. At least from the outside.

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